Seaview General Hospital.
Alicia sat motionless on the hospital bed, her face ghostly pale.
A dull ache still throbbed in her abdomen.
Melanie hovered at the doorway, eyes rimmed red, too afraid to come inside but unwilling to leave Alicia alone.
“I’m fine. You should go home,” Alicia said quietly, not wanting to say more.
After all, Melanie had grown up alongside Tyrone—she couldn’t just call the police and have her arrested. Besides, at her core, Melanie wasn’t a bad person.
“The doctor said… the baby didn’t make it. I’m so sorry,” Melanie choked out, tears streaming down her face.
Alicia shook her head, pressing her lips together to keep her emotions in check. She didn’t trust herself to speak. Right now, she couldn’t bear to look at Melanie at all.
Melanie lingered at the door, head bowed, refusing to leave.
The room was so quiet that Alicia could hear the hum of the air conditioner. She sat on the bed, lost in a fog of confusion.
She didn’t know what she was supposed to feel—or even think.
She’d promised Tyrone a child. Everything had seemed so smooth, so hopeful. For a fleeting moment, she wondered if her streak of bad luck had finally ended.
Ever since meeting Tyrone, she’d started to believe she might be lucky after all.
But maybe she’d been wrong.
Without this baby, could she and Tyrone’s marriage survive? Would she still have a place in his life? Would Maddox throw her out the moment he had the chance?
Her mind was a mess. Her breath came in shallow, burning gasps.
Deep down, Alicia knew that what tormented her most wasn’t the fate of her marriage contract with Tyrone. She was terrified she might not be able to stay by his side—contract or not.
She’d fallen for him.
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